Chapter 203: About That Cohabitation Thing (Part 2)

After finishing lunch, Aragaki Miyahito and Ishikawa Tooru, with their arms slung over each other's shoulders like the best of bros, happily walked toward the first-year floor.

Just as they reached the corner of the stairs, the two boys bumped right into the three girls—Kasumigaoka Utaha, Hori Kyoko, and Yoshikawa Yuki—who had been eating lunch (and gossiping) on the rooftop.

However, before Miyahito could even open his mouth to greet the three girls, they threw him a complex, meaningful look first... Especially Utaha's shy, dodging gaze, which refused to make eye contact with him, left Miyahito completely bewildered.

Sensing that the atmosphere was a bit off, Tooru turned to look at Miyahito, whose arm was still hooked around his neck. He nudged his best friend's waist with his elbow, asking with his eyes:

'What did you do this time?'

...How the hell should I know what I did? And didn't I just eat lunch with you!?

Glaring back at Tooru and letting go of his arm, Miyahito subconsciously wanted to step closer to his girlfriend (Miyahito: ...Hori and Yuki's gazes are too piercing).

However, the moment he took a small step toward his dear girlfriend, the next second, Utaha ran... ran... ran... ran away.

"!"

With three parts shock, three parts confusion, and four parts utter bewilderment in his eyes, Miyahito watched his girlfriend flee back to her classroom as if she were avoiding him. His slightly parted mouth couldn't form a single complete word.

Someone tell me! What on earth is going on here!!

Just as Miyahito was completely dumbfounded by the inexplicable situation, Yuki glanced at Tooru, who had immediately stepped to her and Kyoko's side the moment Utaha ran away. Then, she raised her hand and slapped Miyahito's shoulder.

Smack—!

Meeting Miyahito's confused, questioning gaze as he turned his head, Yuki stared silently into those bewildered black eyes for a few seconds, then let out a deep sigh.

"?"

Yuki's reaction completely caused Miyahito's brain to crash.

Eh? What, what, what? It's only been one lunch break, how did the world suddenly become so unfamiliar!?

"Miyahito, you're a guy, right! Pull yourself together!!"

Eh, eh, eh, wait, big sis, explain yourself clearly!

Eyes wide, Miyahito stared in disbelief as Yuki shook her head at him with a look of utter disappointment, then strode past him toward the classroom.

Oh, and there was also Hori Kyoko's 'child, your mother is very disappointed in you' attitude.

"What's wrong with them?"

Turning around, Miyahito looked at Tooru, who was covering his mouth and didn't know whether he was laughing or not, and asked in a tone full of bewilderment.

"Pfft..."

Although Tooru himself didn't know exactly what the girls meant, it didn't stop him from finding it inexplicably hilarious to see Kyoko and Yuki treating Miyahito with a motherly, scolding attitude.

Well, speaking of which.

From Utaha's shy, newlywed-wife-like demeanor just now, it wasn't hard to guess that the girls must have asked her some embarrassing questions while eating lunch on the rooftop.

After all, most guys have no idea how explosive the topics girls discuss when they get together can be.

It's estimated that even the so-called "open" topics among guys can't compare to the level of openness among girls.

Let alone the fact that among those three girls, there was a top-tier honor student who was in a relationship and engaging in "pseudo-cohabitation" with her boyfriend.

The explosiveness of that topic was simply unspeakable.

"Well." Looking sympathetically at the bewildered Miyahito, Tooru held back his laughter and lightly patted his back a few times. "Pray for your own good fortune, Miyahito."

"..."

Riddlers, get the hell out of this world!!

...

After school.

Because during lunch, Shirogane Miyuki had suddenly called and asked, "If you have time, could you come to Shuchiin after school?"

So, after Toyogasaki let out, Miyahito, who didn't need to report to the Student Council, rode his motorcycle to drop Utaha off at her apartment building. Leaving behind a quick, "Let's make curry tonight! I want to eat Utaha's curry rice," he rode off to Shuchiin.

Returning to their second nest, Utaha kicked off her slippers, tossed her schoolbag aside, and somehow found herself sitting in a W-shape on the tatami mat, feeling a bit lost. She slumped forward, resting her upper body on the low table.

Instantly, her ample chest was squished flat against the table, spreading out like flattened dough and covering more than half the surface.

Pressing her cheek against the slightly cool surface of the table, Utaha stared blankly at the lock screen of her phone, which showed a photo of her and Miyahito.

As she stared, she unconsciously pouted her cherry-pink lips.

Then, letting her phone drop, she turned her head and buried her face flat on the table.

Subsequently, a muffled murmur, carrying a mix of shyness, dissatisfaction, and something a bit explosive, suddenly echoed in the room.

"Why... won't he just touch me!"

Could it be that my body... isn't sexy enough?

Or maybe, the way I act... doesn't turn him on?

"Wuuwuuwuu..." Whimpering as if sexually frustrated, Utaha rubbed her face against the table, shaking her head left and right as if venting.

Suddenly.

!

Snapping her head up, her wine-red eyes flashing with shock, Utaha finally realized what she was doing.

"What was I just thinking about!!"

After a low-pitched gasp, Utaha abruptly raised both hands and slapped her own delicate cheeks hard.

"Ahhh! What did I just say! Sexually frustrated?! Kasumigaoka Utaha!"

Her face instantly flushing red, Utaha hugged her head, lowering it and shaking it nonstop.

If time could rewind, she would immediately go back a few dozen seconds and strangle the version of herself who had no idea what kind of perverted things she was saying.

Oh my god!

A girl in the prime of her youth, who had only recently started dating.

Actually having such perverted, sexually frustrated desires... and even imagining her first night with her boyfriend in her head...

How can you be so lewd, Kasumigaoka Utaha!

Smack, smack, smack—!

After slapping her own face several times in a row, Utaha finally managed to pull her sense of shame back to a normal threshold thanks to the dull ache radiating from her cheeks.

"Phew....."

Pressing lightly on her chest, Utaha let out a long sigh of relief.

However, when her gaze inadvertently landed on the bedside table next to her bed... specifically the drawer where she usually kept some private items.

As if possessed, a thought suddenly popped into Utaha's mind.

'Should I stock up on some of those?'

What if, just as Yuki and Kyoko said, since I'm cohabiting with Miyahito, I need to be mentally prepared... After all, who knows when Miyahito might not be able to hold back anymore.

By then, having them is better than not having them, right?

Besides, based on my usual observations... that size isn't something you can just buy anywhere, right...?